In the small farming community of Beatrice, the folks have called Brent Greyson "Grey" for short ever since he had been a child. Now, well into his thirties, Grey still resided on his inherited family farmland just on the outskirts of Beatrice Country. Farming was hard work, and life hadn't recently been terribly kind to Grey, but he loved the land, and he e...
Henry Cassidy wakes with a feeling he's no longer used to: he feels rested. He isn't as young as he used to be, and so far his thirties had been plagued with cramping muscles, sore back, aches and pains in every place imaginable. But today, there's no crick in his neck, no twinge in his shoulder, no ache in his back. It is — and he is not a man to use this w...
All Characters are over the age of 18. This is my first time submitting a story, and I hope you like it. Constructive criticism is always welcome. This is a slow love story, so if you are looking for something fast and gritty, this is not for you. Everyone else- I hope you enjoy ~Cassie * Lying here, I thought there was nothing I wanted more in the world...
I guess I'm dedicated. I've never really thought about it before. I love Henry more than anything, and I'd do anything for him, but I sleep with Aaron upon occasion and I guess that isn't exactly 'dedicated' behavior. I make him breakfast every morning, though, and kiss him goodbye and shit like that... I'm a good boyfriend. But I still have my doubts. Like...
It's funny how things that are so horrible when you first encounter them become normal and even desirable. Days flowed into weeks since that night when I first developed a taste for blood. God, it was revolting – at first. Then it became bearable. Then I found myself growing restless, fucking whomever Zeph wanted me to fuck, doing whatever he wanted me to do...
We arrived at the cabin about 3 in the afternoon. After storing our gear and "opening up" the cabin that meant making sure all the lights, refrigerator and the pump still worked plus bringing in enough firewood for the first night we headed off for "Maxine's." This was not your usual steak house. Maxine's was attached to a grocery store. The kind of place th...
Author's note: This story was requested by a young man who shared his experience with me and asked me to write about it. I chose not to post any more stories under the title Honoring Reader Requests. All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. I decided to break the story up in to chapters since it started to get a little too long. CHAPTER ONE -...
The Hunt, the Hunters, and the Hunted The cocktail hour in the large living room at Ravensworth would have been overwhelming for Matt if Perry had not stayed close to him and been adept at including him in the various small chit-chat discussions just enough to make Matt feel like he was part of the discussion. Perry obviously was a favorite among this sophi...
This is my very first story and I have no clue if it's good for ya'll. All comments good or bad are accepted and please provide something that could make my work better. No sex in first chapter sorry, ya'll need to know them first before the fun begins. All work of fiction and it will showen. Enjoy reading pretties **** -Kère- "run you fool" yelled He...
[This is a completed six-chapter novella that will finish posting by the end of February, 2020.] "Don't worry about that shed, Pa," Cal said. "I've already talked to them up at Milo Mather's mill, and they should deliver lumber for a new shed sometime while I'm gone." "Lumber? While you're gone?" Old Henry answered. He was sitting on the front porch of the...